Fa La La La

It’s dumping fat white flakes out my window. The Christmas tree is decorated and sweetly scenting the house. We have Pandora Christmas music blasting and I’m sitting at my desk addressing Christmas cards.

We’ve got about six different cookie recipes going and my sister-in-laws are baking up a storm. My littlest babe is snug as a bug in fleecy jammies, contentedly watching the action. And Jack is intensely working on his train track.

I love the coziness of the house right now. I love the simple camaraderie of mixing and measuring, jostling for the oven and swooping down to kiss a baby or sneak the toddler a chocolate chip.

It’s a really good happy morning at my house. And I don’t want to forget in the bustle of parties and commitments, that family and the amazing gift of Jesus is what Christmas is really all about.